A Firesign Chat


||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for April 03, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and timothy leary and liddy plummets into the garden at 4:56 PM.
timothy leary and liddy: timothy leary and liddy
||||||||| timothy leary and liddy leaves at 4:58 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
||||||||| timothy leary and liddy enters at 4:59 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 5 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 5:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| timothy leary and liddy - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| ah,clem waltzes in at 8:44 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, it's weird, and it's cool'
||||||||| At 8:45 PM, ah,clem vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| 8:52 PM: ohh alexa 18 jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
ohh alexa 18: hey
ohh alexa 18: ?
||||||||| It's 9:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ohh alexa 18 - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, April 03, 2008 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" -- then he looks around at the empty room, looks at his watch, and mumbles "...am I early?"
||||||||| llanwydd steals in around 9:02 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
llanwydd: is anybody here or is it just us?
||||||||| ah,clem bounds in at 9:07 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
ah,clem: hi LL
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'cease', just granted probation at 9:08 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
cease: hi gang
llanwydd: ah, clem and oh alexa. where's whaaa! bambi?
llanwydd: and yeeeshh fong
cease: what are we listening to?
llanwydd: it's oy cat
cease: sounds like weirdly cool
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dexter Fong close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:10 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the anteroom.
cease: hi dex
Dexter Fong: Hey Clem Cat, and llan
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'H. Stones', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:11 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
llanwydd: it's hah dex
llanwydd: nowdy stones
ah,clem: hi all
H. Stones: Greetings
Dexter Fong: Hi Hem
ah,clem: weirdly cool, Cat
cease: stones
llanwydd: I misspelled that
H. Stones: Yo Cease
llanwydd: I made a fascinating discovery earlier this week while watching Duck Soup for the millionth time
cease: mispelling is my middle name
cease: a firesign ref, llan?
llanwydd: the theme from The Further Adventures of Nick Danger is from Duck Soup
cease: i heard a firesign quote on Family Guy recently: she's got a balcony you could do shakespeare from
Dexter Fong: I'll have to listen for that next time DS runs
||||||||| llanwydd rushes off, saying "9:14 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| Catherwood escorts llanwydd into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:14 PM, then departs.
Dexter Fong: llan's rushing in and out like a crazy monkey
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Honey inside, makes a note of the time (9:15 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
llanwydd: you probably remember the scene where Edgar Kennedy is in the bathtub and Harpo pops out of the tub playing a trumpet
Honey: hola, gang
cease: honey
llanwydd: the Nick Danger theme is immediately after that scene
Dexter Fong: holata shaking goin' on Honey
llanwydd: Hey Hon
ah,clem: hola
Dexter Fong: Thanks for the HU llan
cease: interesting to hear them change their lines topically
Dexter Fong: Yes Cat, that's why I've always liked their live shows
Dexter Fong: keepin' it real
Dexter Fong: representin' and shit
Dexter Fong: gettin' my peeps in a row
||||||||| JoeBeets enters at 9:20 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Chapeau Manger.
Dexter Fong: Hey Joe, whadya know
llanwydd: evening joe
JoeBeets: More sugar!
llanwydd: sugar beets?
cease: no sahcarine?
Dexter Fong: More equal!!
||||||||| Elayne steals in around 9:21 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
Elayne: Evenin' all!
JoeBeets: been ages since I've been here. Glad to be back at the old same place
llanwydd: Hi Elayne
Dexter Fong: Hey E=layne
Elayne: Joe! Good to see you here!
cease: hi el
Honey: hiya, E :)
JoeBeets: hi Elayne!
Dexter Fong: Hew Cat, JB is a landman of yours
llanwydd: yes, you look familiar, joe
JoeBeets: I've been here since before the beginning
Elayne: Hey Honey, I think it's been at least a couple months since we've both been on chat together!
Dexter Fong looks at Joe Beets in a familiar-like way
cease: a fellow canuck?
llanwydd: thats no mean feat
||||||||| Bubba's Brain enters at 9:23 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes, from ontario
Dexter Fong: Hi Bubba
JoeBeets: you mean feet?
Bubba's Brain: Hey all.
cease: hi nub
llanwydd: Hey Bub
Bubba's Brain: Saw Bill Clinton yesterday.
JoeBeets: I'm in Cambridge tonight. Ontario.
Elayne: So, no job yet (before anyone asks), but I had a great interview on Monday at a place a couple blocks away from where Unca Dex works.
Dexter Fong: Bub's been reduced to a nub
Elayne: Ooh Bubba, tell us about it! That' way more interesting than hanging out at Times Square...
llanwydd: bill still working in harlem?
Dexter Fong: Depends on what you mean by hanging out
JoeBeets: 2 times 2 is 2 square
Honey: hello bubba
Bubba's Brain: He came through Seymour, Columbus, Bedford and Bloomington. We went down to Bedford (Wife is from there)
JoeBeets: gee, i'm a ..... never mind
cease: i hear hillary's way ahead in indiana
Elayne: So, did Bubba meet Bubba?
llanwydd: I've been near his office but I've never seen him
Bubba's Brain: We were standing less than 10 feet from podium.
JoeBeets: that's where Goshen is
Elayne: Was Chelsea there as well, or is she pretty much sticking with the college route?
Bubba's Brain: No, E,, but wife shook his hand, got his autograph, and spoke to him.
llanwydd: the most famous people I've ever met in person are phil austin and phil proctor
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:26 PM and Principalpoop bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
JoeBeets: Bill and Hill used to come to the Great New York State Fair for meet and greet.
cease: thats famous enough, llan
Elayne: Excellent, Bubba! I hear he's really charismatic in person as well as on TV.
Bubba's Brain: No, she came through town a couple of weeks ago.
llanwydd: Hi Prin
Dexter Fong: And speaking about famous people..here's poop
Elayne: Evenin' Prinpoop!
cease: poop
Principalpoop: pod i am
Bubba's Brain: Absolutely, E.
Principalpoop: howdy, not insane and not responsible
Elayne: So, does anyone have suggestions for a link I can use as a Silly Site today, given that I haven't updated my blog yet?
Principalpoop: http://www.oysterguide.com/
Bubba's Brain: E -- http://lolcode.com/
Bubba's Brain: (Userfriendly.org site of the day)
Elayne: Hey, what's silly about oysters? I love oysters.
Principalpoop: that is why it is a silly choice
Dexter Fong: http//GWB: Genius or Idio-savaunt?
Elayne: Yes Bubba, LOLCode will do nicely, thanks!
JoeBeets: they get me steamed
Elayne: BRB.
Principalpoop: i do too
Dexter Fong: Oysters eh? The old shell game
Bubba's Brain: Also http://garfieldminusgarfield.tumblr.com/page/1 -- also a UF site o the day.
Dexter Fong: Gimme a dozen and hold the pearls
cease: dex, did you try to post to my blog?
llanwydd: I used to go to an oyster bar when I lived in Newport
llanwydd: back in the 80s
llanwydd: I prefer them raw
Dexter Fong: Cat, yes but entry of name and Email addy seemed to be insufficient
cease: thats the spirits we have here
cease: so thats why i never got it
Principalpoop: http://community.livejournal.com/lolbrarians/
H. Stones: ;
Dexter Fong: And then spirits today are and lovely 2000 Chardonnay from sunny Tasmania
Principalpoop: raw is best
Principalpoop: hehe
Bubba's Brain: Hey, E, I know you follow the Generator Blog -- check out my latest contribution to the web, The Generalist Blog (not related) -- http://generalistblog.com/ -- my latest contribution to the web.
H. Stones: i tried a nice Chardonnay last week, was very good chilled
Dexter Fong: Raw and bareback, poop
JoeBeets: THat isnt a wine for drinking...it's a wine for hand to hand combat.
JoeBeets: oops, that's for my Monty P chat
llanwydd: for laying down and avoiding
JoeBeets: thank you, bruce
Principalpoop: on vacation fong
Dexter Fong: JB: Wondered why that was sorta familiar =))
H. Stones: every day is a vacation for Poop
JoeBeets: just downloaded the Monty P movies for my iPod.
Principalpoop: sorry mister charred doneigh
Dexter Fong: Joe Beets: Do you know of a chat for "The Goon SHow"?
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Bambi close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:34 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the sitting room.
llanwydd: Hi Bambi!
H. Stones: Hi Bambi
Dexter Fong: Leap on over Bambi
Bambi: Hewwo Dear Fwends :-)
Bubba's Brain: Bam Bam!
Principalpoop: ahh little dear
cease: bambi
Bambi waves!
llanwydd: I think THIS chat is a goon show
Dexter Fong: Speak for yourself llan
Principalpoop: look, she cannot even spell bimbo right....
Dexter Fong: =)
Bambi: lol
Elayne: Evenin' Bambi! Woo-hoo, a three-gal night!
Principalpoop ),
Elayne: Thanks Bubba, I've just subscribed to the Generalist.
Bubba's Brain: Better than a three dog night.
Bubba's Brain: THanks, E.
Dexter Fong: The General's list?
Bambi: kewl! three-gal night ... don't get many of those eh?
Dexter Fong: Hell he's fallin' down
Principalpoop: better than CCR
llanwydd: I've got the spanish language version, the generalissimo
Dexter Fong: But less than CPR
Dexter Fong: Cuidado! General Issimo
Elayne: By the way, Bubba, I completely agree with your most recent blog post about Google.
Principalpoop: holy toledo batman
Dexter Fong: Rge raging Llama they call him
Elayne: I keep applying for a job at Google, maybe I'll actually get it someday...
ah,clem: ...
Principalpoop: google is affliated with news corporation, i love fox
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Google is cuttin 200 jobs at Double-Click, their new acquisition
Elayne: Murdoch has his paws in Google? I had no idea.
Dexter Fong: I love foxes too
H. Stones: murdoch has his tentacles in lots of things
Bubba's Brain: I should do the same, but I guess I always assume there's no way they'll choose me.
Principalpoop: hehe
Elayne: Wow, maybe the bloom's coming off the rose there... I know they're still looking for admin assistants though...
Dexter Fong: Vixens, and Donors, and gettin Bliten
Principalpoop: guden aben bliten
Dexter Fong: Elayne: That skill set may be more useful than a techie resume
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Honey - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: poor honey
Principalpoop: gesundheit
Bubba's Brain: Back to a two gal night.
llanwydd: yeah, I'll have some of those abend blintzes
Elayne: You'd think so, Unca Dex. And I've gotten LOTS of interviews these past 3 months, I just haven't been offered a job yet.
Principalpoop: look over in the amen corner for more blintzes
Dexter Fong: Mit Schlog, Herr Laan
cease: not feeling well today so will retire. see y'all next week
Principalpoop: feel better cat
||||||||| "9:41 PM? I'm late!" exclaims cease, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Dexter Fong: Night Cat, feel better
JoeBeets: nice seeing ya cease
Principalpoop: i hope he is not contagious, cough cough
llanwydd: get better
Bambi: yep, and all due to the common cold LOL
Principalpoop: it was honey, oh noooo
Bambi: night Cat, hope you feel better soon
Bubba's Brain: It was interesting -- about 30 minutes before Clinton's arrival, the Josh Lyman Equivalent came out and handed out signs made to look homemade, all on the right of the podium. I told Cath, I'll bet the photogs will be on the left side of the podium. Sure enough, just before the speech, there they were.
Elayne: I do hate the stagey-ness of campaigns, Bubba... it's all about TV nowadays...
Principalpoop: staged photographs? I am shocked
Dexter Fong: Bubba: Isn't the Josh Lyman equivalent one of those "Up America" white bread groups
JoeBeets: I close my eyes and pull a lever
Dexter Fong: Get under that Stage Photograph poop
llanwydd: that's dangerous, joe
Principalpoop: which album mentions josh lyman?
Bambi: yeah, reminds me of Time Cop and Ron Silver's statement in the movie about not needing blah, blah, or even the truth, all you need to win an election is TV ... sad but almost prophetic in this country.
JoeBeets: dont coach him
Bubba's Brain: Also, Dave Matthews is doing a free concert for Obama next week. You had to go to Obama headquarters to get tickets, starting.... exactly when Clinton was scheduled to speek.
Bubba's Brain: I think I have the JLE on vinyl, Dex.
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Remember, TV is only technology and can be used either for evil or for....well...uh......
Bambi: very true Dex LOL
Bambi: and it's used for coersion so many times
Dexter Fong: Bubba: Vynel Rulez!
Bubba's Brain: The revolution will not be televised.
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Who made you say that about being coerced?
Bambi: LOL
llanwydd: yeah I miss vinyl
Principalpoop: whats the word? in joanna's burg?
H. Stones: but highlights will be available on DVD and You Tube
Bambi: just think so many take what they see and hear on TV as fact...it must be true, I saw it on TV...
Bambi: how true Stones
Dexter Fong: That is so true Bambi =)))
H. Stones: i dont have a TV Bambi, its a simple solution
ah,clem: The revolution will not be televised, it's revolting
Principalpoop: ophra had a show on that the other day
Bambi: I don't watch TV except for movies on DVD lol
Dexter Fong: Can't afford the tax, Stones?
Bambi: yeah, Clem lol
H. Stones: cant afford the time, am recording another show as i type
JoeBeets: I have been wanting to get my turntable connected to my computer. I dont have several FT album on my iPod yet
Principalpoop: ahh buy firesign cds joebeets
H. Stones: i converted most of my FT to mp3 some time back
Dexter Fong: Joe: You need some kind of A?D Converter
Dexter Fong: A/D
JoeBeets: I can go right into my sound card. But poop may be right. I should just go buy what I dont have
Principalpoop: i liked ac/dc, ahh the old days
Bubba's Brain: So... at one point Clinton is talking about a plan to pay back student loans for people going into certain benefiicial professions, nurses, firefighters, doctors, etc. Clinton gets to the end of his list of professions, and my wife the social worker, pissed her profession was not listed, yells "... and social workers" Bill says, "Yes, and social workers." Hows that for a moment of fame!
Principalpoop: do both, i like the sound of the vinyl too
Elayne: I think my husband's converted most of my Firesign stuff to mp3, but I don't listen to audio stuff that often...
H. Stones: i didnt know you were AC/DC poop !
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:51 PM and late as usual, it's TweenHX1138, just back from Elmertown."
Elayne: Very cool, Bubba!
Elayne: Evrnin' Tween!
H. Stones: greetings Tweenster
Bambi: hey Tweeny
Principalpoop: late but here tween
Dexter Fong: Hi Tween
Principalpoop: cool bubba
TweenHX1138: lo dere
Bubba's Brain: My wife, the activist.
Principalpoop: audrey
Principalpoop: nancy?
Dexter Fong: Laura Hawkmoth?
Principalpoop: ann coulters sister?
Dexter Fong: Ann Coulter: Twisted Sister
Dexter Fong: afkfr
Principalpoop: away for kissing french raccoon?
llanwydd: ann coulter is repulsive
Bubba's Brain: Ann Coulter of Hitler quiz -- google it. It lists quotes from each, and you try to tell who said what. Its difficult..
Principalpoop: ewwww
Bubba's Brain: or Hitler.... not of Hitler.
JoeBeets: the devil herself
JoeBeets: but she's prada it
Principalpoop: it became an in hip thing?
Dexter Fong: Bub: Wasn't it Herman Goerring who said "When I hear ze name Ann Coulter, I reach for my revelver?
TweenHX1138: To what are we listening?
Dexter Fong: Revolver or better yet, My Luger
TweenHX1138: Mauser
Dexter Fong: Live version of FST
Bubba's Brain: Richard Lugar?
Dexter Fong: Wierdly Cool
Principalpoop: dick luger, another guy who should have been president, but never was
TweenHX1138: Ah, very good
JoeBeets: Lugar is from Indiana
Principalpoop: where is indiana?
TweenHX1138: Lugar has quite a bit of integrity
Dexter Fong: And Messerschmidt ist from Detroit
TweenHX1138: Probably why he was never taken seriously as a candidate ;)
Bubba's Brain: Lugar is one of the few Republicans I like.
Dexter Fong: Tween: A bit of integrity? like being slightly pregnant
TweenHX1138: Ditto Bubba
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Bubba's Brain: He did amazing work on disarmament. I would have voted for him for prez.
Principalpoop: lugar made the venus de milo?
JoeBeets: we could use an adult that isnt crazy
Elayne barely remembers a time when Republicans were moderate rather than rabidly reactionary...
TweenHX1138: lol P
Dexter Fong: Maid her?
Dexter Fong: Elayne: They were all scared by the 60's
llanwydd: I wonder how many women there are named venus de milo
JoeBeets: karl rove created the rabid response team
llanwydd: there must be
Principalpoop: that was caused by the CIA releasing clouds of LSD E
Bubba's Brain: We were standing next to high-schoolers who could barely remember Clinton when he was in office.
Dexter Fong: George Clinton?
Bambi: unfortunately, that's true of both republicans and democrats running for office Elayne ...
H. Stones: that will be the fluoride Bubba, memory suffers first, then information processing
Elayne: If you weren't scared by the '60s, you weren't paying attention. We could use more of that kind of scaremongering.
TweenHX1138: Clinton was so funky...
Dexter Fong: E: Right..like "DOn't take the purple acid press releases
Bambi: how true Elayne ... there has been much reason for being scared in this country for a long time
Principalpoop: now we have protest cages
Elayne: Oh absolutely, Bambi. I keep talking about how both this year's remaining Demo candidates are centrist at best, and none of their enthusiastic followers seem to have caught on to that.
Bubba's Brain: I saw George Clinton at an AES show once, visiting one of the booths.
Elayne: Oy, after 10 already... best hit the showers, I have another interview tomorrow. Next week, all!
TweenHX1138: was he Funkadelics or Parliament?
||||||||| At 10:05 PM, Elayne vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne..Good interviewing
TweenHX1138: Break a leg, E
Principalpoop: good luck E
llanwydd: Nite E
Bambi: have a great night and week, Elayne!
Bubba's Brain: I think he was running as an Independant at that point, Tween.
TweenHX1138: Must have been ;)
Principalpoop: deep despair and agony on me
Dexter Fong: poop: Eh?
TweenHX1138: Why is that, my Princy boy?
Bubba's Brain: deep dark depression , excessive misery.
Principalpoop: deep dark depression, excessive misery
Dexter Fong: wow!
H. Stones: seems to be catching
Dexter Fong: wow!
Principalpoop: if it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all
Bambi: there's an echo, echo...in here
Principalpoop: hehe
Bubba's Brain: Gloom despair and agony on me.....
Principalpoop: check check
Dexter Fong: What are we gonna do Lieutenant
Dexter Fong: What are we gonna do Lieutenant
ah,clem: gloom, dispair and agony on me
TweenHX1138: It seems to be catching
Principalpoop: that is what america needs, heehaw on tv again, or the porter wagoner show
Bubba's Brain: Freeebiiird!!!
Dexter Fong sings quietely "The Son will come out, tamorrow!
Dexter Fong: Whiiiiping post
TweenHX1138: lol Dex
Bubba's Brain: Mamaries.... like the corner of my mind...
Bambi: bet your bottom dollar, errr, penny...
Principalpoop: you were tied too? hehe
llanwydd: if I never see heehaw again it will be too soon
TweenHX1138: What was 5 is 1, and what was 1 is nothing.....................
Principalpoop: and the way you were
Principalpoop: kitty stew, kitty stew
JoeBeets: Babs in khaki
Bambi says did you have to bring up Streisand?
Dexter Fong: and never looked better
llanwydd: in all fairness, barbara is very talented
Principalpoop: well, hello dolly, hehe
JoeBeets: be yentl with me....it's been a while
llanwydd: or was. I haven't heard her lately
Bambi: very true llanwydd
Bambi: yeah, was or is...haven't seen or heard from her in a, errr, long time
Principalpoop: er est tu, er est tu
TweenHX1138: I'm yawning alot folks, and it's not the company or the show ;)
TweenHX1138: Have a great week, all...
llanwydd: there's a blast from the past, prin
||||||||| "10:14 PM? I'm late!" exclaims TweenHX1138, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
Dexter Fong: Tween: Maybe it's Carbon Monoxide?
Principalpoop: ok tween, cat and honey were contagious
JoeBeets: bye tween
Bambi: sleep well Tweenster :-)
llanwydd: but I think it was "eres tu"
Principalpoop: kitty stew
llanwydd: I didn't get to say hi or bye to tween this week
Principalpoop: i thought it slipped by the first time
llanwydd: LOL
Dexter Fong mutters "By Tween"
Bambi: echo, echo.....
Principalpoop: it is the thought that counts, that is what i write on the bad checks I write
JoeBeets: hard to even name any good czechs
Principalpoop: digital bellbottoms?
Dexter Fong: We wore those back in the 60s but they were analogue then
llanwydd: well there was kafka
llanwydd: he never bounced
Bambi: Stones is fading on us...can't blame him, it's so late across the pond
Principalpoop: i had a pair that was red, white and blue stripes, i was hip
Bambi: Clem you are fading too
H. Stones: am recording a show Bambi
ah,clem: ..
Principalpoop: put your pants back on and talk with us stones
Bambi: there ya go Clem
ah,clem: lol pp
Principalpoop: hi ah, clem
Bambi: ah, not fading due to sleep then...what show are you recording Stones?
JoeBeets: hey clem...shoes for industry
H. Stones: its audio only PP which i always do nude
ah,clem: shoes for the dead!
Principalpoop: ahhh dio shows, hehe
Principalpoop: amazing
JoeBeets: well bozos. Time for Joe to get going.
H. Stones: i digitised a lot of old jamaican music and am recording the broadcast
JoeBeets: nice to see all my old friends
Principalpoop: beet the meat joe, ciao
llanwydd: good to see you again, beets
Dexter Fong: Night Joe, come again
JoeBeets: well, some of them anyway
Bambi: nice Stones...Jamaican music is quite nice
Principalpoop: always good to see you, ahh joebeets
JoeBeets: Back to the shadows again!!
Bambi: have a great one Joe!
Dexter Fong: Very Spicy music too
||||||||| JoeBeets says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, JoeBeets exits at 10:21 PM.
H. Stones: i have a very big collection which i started in the early 70s Bambi
||||||||| Catherwood leads Ben Bland into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mutters something about 10:21 PM, then departs.
Principalpoop: where is jamica?
Bambi: VERY nice Stones!
llanwydd: howdy ben
Principalpoop: ahh ben bland hops in joe beets place
H. Stones: i was a club dj as well as doing radio Bambi
Bambi: hi Ben
H. Stones: hi Ben
Dexter Fong: ..and when they talk about Jamaican Gold..there are, of course, talking about a garage produced record that sell more than 5oo copies
Principalpoop: i had a club sandwich the other day
Ben Bland: http://sillyblog.net/blogcast.mp3 I made this short sound check... When I played it back I was convinced that George Tirebiter is running for President this year
Principalpoop: i thought that was ganga fong
Bambi: Nick Danger, Third Eye :-)
Dexter Fong: Evening Ben
llanwydd: I've never eaten club on a sandwich
Principalpoop: how do tell firefox not to use quicktime for mp3s?
llanwydd: hope george catches him
Dexter Fong: Best club sandwich I ever had, was up in new foundland..baby seal on a Kummelwick bun
Principalpoop: ahhh kummelwick, never heard the word before
Ben Bland: I'm working on a song titled I'm Glad You Want Me To Die (it gives me a reason to live)
llanwydd: never even heard of kummelwick
Bambi: princep, that's kinda like a cubit...I used to know how to do that with Firefox lol
Principalpoop: i never heard of it before you never heard of it llan
Dexter Fong: Poop: It needs an umlaut over the "u" pronounce it as Kimmelwick
Dexter Fong: Like Jimmy
Principalpoop: what is a cubit?
llanwydd: oh yes I have
Principalpoop: prove it llan
Dexter Fong: Poop: Picao was a cubit
Principalpoop: salvidore deli?
llanwydd: well, I've eaten it before you heard of me not knowing what it is
H. Stones: isnt it one hundredth of a stadia PP ?
llanwydd: with frim fram sauce and chiffafa on the side
Principalpoop: was kimmwelwick a neighbor of kaiser?
Dexter Fong: Big western new york favorite..Beef on Kimmel etc with au juice and horseradish
Dexter Fong: llan: Well zoot daddy
llanwydd: I'll have to google it because I think you're pulling my leg
Principalpoop: stadia fenfeather?
Ben Bland: the divine Salvia Dolly
llanwydd: or maybe my nose
Principalpoop: my friend, what happened to your nose?
Dexter Fong: llan: Feel free but nope, tis true..its a big kinda roll with large salt crystals on the top
llanwydd: I've just returned from ticonderoga
Principalpoop: that is a pretzel
Principalpoop: slowly I turn
llanwydd: sounds great, dex. I'll have to order one by mail
Ben Bland: I've just returned from Deli
Dexter Fong: What has happened to your Birch Bark, Canoe?
H. Stones: who would have thunk it llan
Ben Bland: It's kosher
Dexter Fong: For Easter
llanwydd: all bread is kosher
H. Stones: no it aint llan
Dexter Fong: except at passover
Principalpoop: pagan, choosing holidays based on where the moon is
Dexter Fong: No levening allowed!
Ben Bland: the El Salvador Deli
llanwydd: and parve and halal and grade a and everything
Dexter Fong: Don't forget low-fat
Principalpoop: cezanne all night
llanwydd: that too
Dexter Fong Cezanne take you down toa place by the river
H. Stones: Lowell Fat, didnt he play with Basie in the early days Fong ?
llanwydd: their moon is in glasgow
Dexter Fong: Youre thinking of George, Lowell Fat....Memphis blues shouter and antislavery choraleer
Principalpoop: he just sat in one night in St. Louis stones, they had a fight in the parking lot afterwards
Ben Bland: The deli serves pancakes for pagans
Dexter Fong: And neither of them drive
Principalpoop: more syrup!
H. Stones: you are a mine of information PP
Principalpoop: dig me!
llanwydd: a pagan deli would be a novelty
Dexter Fong: Amime is just a deaf mute on its side
llanwydd: we just had a dunkin donuts close up permanently in ticonderoga today
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:34 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Ben Bland by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
H. Stones: i cannot handle all that Wicca sauce llan
llanwydd: or yesterday
Principalpoop: ahh sad news llan
Dexter Fong: Llan: Will you loose your police force?
Principalpoop: will you try to buy your stool at the auction?
llanwydd: now we have yet another monument to bad planning to look at every time we pass that intersection
Dexter Fong: Poop: That's silly, just do it on paper, can keep your stool for ever
Principalpoop: i predict a pawnshop, or new age church takes its place
llanwydd: there is talk of disbanding the local police force as well
Dexter Fong: or a New Age Pawn Shop and Quickie-Prayer Center
llanwydd: our small town is slowly going under from poor planning, mismanagement and Wal-Mart
Dexter Fong: When the local police are disbanded, the crinimals are enbanded
llanwydd: well, "new age" is not something that would take hold in our town
Principalpoop: upper new york is famous for bogus religions
H. Stones: Old Age took over in our town
Dexter Fong: Old Age Pawn shop and Quickie Prayer Center, Bub
Dexter Fong: Stones: YOu mean you've been Floridated?
H. Stones: Quickie Prayer, now i know for a fact he was with Lester Young
Principalpoop: i am studying the middle ages now, until I turn 65 i guess
llanwydd: now they're building a lowe's or however you spell it that will probably go the way of the dunkin donuts
Dexter Fong: Young Lester, illigitimate son of Old-Age Lester, unknown Ticonderoga Jzz ace
Principalpoop: Mora Less, i knew her
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bubba's Brain - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:40 PM and Goomba bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: Mora dropped her "i" I see
llanwydd: now we have a beautiful abandoned dunkin donuts next to an ugly abandoned Subway and nobody wants the buildings
Principalpoop: hi goomba
Goomba: Groat clusters?
Bambi: hey I am fading... lol
Dexter Fong: A big Kentucky shout out to Goomba
Principalpoop: i did not know ticongarhoda had a subway
H. Stones: you look good from where i am standing Bambi
Bambi: hi Goomba
Bambi: lol
Principalpoop: wink wink bambi, you like sports? wink wink
llanwydd: funny story about our Subway restaurant. It was in a very old building and the floor wasn't strong enough to support the heavy restaurant equipment so they had to close it up
Goomba: ...hand me the pliers.
Principalpoop: that is funny
Principalpoop: nope, sad
Principalpoop: don't crush that dwarf
llanwydd: that may give you an idea of how well our town is planned
H. Stones: so Cholesterol closed it down eh llan ?
Dexter Fong hands Goomba his brand new "Lok-Tite" virtual pliers
Principalpoop: go back to school and become a city planner llan
llanwydd: right across the street from these abandoned restaurants is the only successful business in town. Wal-Mart
Principalpoop: urban something, class hours were nice too
H. Stones: over here, City Planner is an oxymoron PP
Principalpoop: the only business in town
Dexter Fong: Urban Cowboy?
Principalpoop: oxymoron PP, did he insult me fong?
Principalpoop: stay right there stones
Dexter Fong: Not yet Poop
H. Stones: lol
Principalpoop: i am waiting for a ruling from fong
Principalpoop: ahh ok,
Bambi: that seems to be a common happening I think ... Wal-Mart being one of the biggest businesses in a town ... which tends to wipe out so many small businesses ... course that could be just a sign that the economy is so bad that everyone NEEDS to go to Wal-Mart lol
H. Stones: i know where i feel at home PP
Principalpoop: the dubai cities are really planned
H. Stones: and guaranteed for the life of the watch PP
Principalpoop: a viscious circle bambi
Bambi: yes....
Principalpoop: wrist watch are you talking about?
Dexter Fong: You're other left, Poop
Principalpoop: right
H. Stones: just one off the wrist as you suspected PP
Dexter Fong: Sounds suspiciously like a sleeve job
Principalpoop: hehe
H. Stones: well, i ran out of wipes
Principalpoop: don't do it, then you have to show him yours
Dexter Fong: Use you're sleeve, Stones
Principalpoop: wad worries stones?
H. Stones: bothmy sleeves are full Fong, can i use one of yours please
Principalpoop: i don't like where this is heading, somebody uplift it please
Dexter Fong thinks "So Stones is played with 2 full sleeves, I'm so glad he didn't hug me
H. Stones: both sleeves are shiney
Principalpoop: what have you got up your sleeve?
Dexter Fong: I think a Royal Flush beats 2 full sleeves
Principalpoop: digital long sleeves
Dexter Fong: New Age Digital Green Sleeves
Bambi: well, I am falling asleep at the wheel...need sleep! See you all next time :-)
H. Stones: Green Sleeves is out of copyright so its up for grabs, anyone like to grab it ?
Dexter Fong: Pull over and lock your doors Bambi
Principalpoop: hey, are you going to scarbourough fair?
Principalpoop: night sweet bambi
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi
H. Stones: sweet dreams Bambi
Bambi: lol Nytol
Principalpoop: hum a few bars stones, I forget how it goes
llanwydd: Nite Bambi!
H. Stones: hmm hmmm hm hm hm hm hm hm hm hmm hmmm hm hmm hmm .......... remeber it now PP ?
Principalpoop: nope, what are they lyrics of green sleeves?
H. Stones: sorry , i ran out of mmms
Dexter Fong: Stones: Just hit refresh button
Principalpoop: clean the seeds out before you smoke stones
Principalpoop: make the smoke smoother
llanwydd: it goes, you wipe your nose on my jacket till my sleeves are green... or something like that
Principalpoop: ahh, and it gets frozen in the winter
H. Stones: your private life is your business Poop
H. Stones: not that i dont sympathise
Dexter Fong: Privacy is my business...Who wants to know?
Principalpoop: how do I declare bankruptcy?
Dexter Fong: Poop: Leave town
Principalpoop: interested people want to know
H. Stones: easy, Hey Bankruptcy 1 Well i Do Declare !!!
llanwydd: run out in the street and say "Bankruptcy!"
Principalpoop: ahhh you jokers
Dexter Fong: Poop: Was that a serious question?
Principalpoop: was what a serious question?
llanwydd: I would suggest you google "bankruptcy"
Dexter Fong: How you wanna decalre bankruptact
Principalpoop: i don't google anymore
llanwydd: or better yet wikipedia "bankruptcy"
Principalpoop: it made me want to pledge to PBS
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Goomba - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Bambi - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: 2 more victims of the cold
llanwydd: who was goomba, was it anybody we knew?
Principalpoop: night ahh, clem, thanks again,
Dexter Fong: Night Clem and thanks for wierdly Cool
Principalpoop: toad away
Principalpoop: he has been here before, i have seen his homepage
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: llan: Nino siad he was in Riverside California which I've seen before at Nino's
H. Stones: thanks a bunch clem, see you next week
Principalpoop: good luck stones
Principalpoop: keep 'em flying
llanwydd: I see
Dexter Fong: or at least plumetting
ah,clem: good night everyone
Principalpoop: ciao
||||||||| ah,clem says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, ah,clem exits at 11:01 PM.
Dexter Fong: Night again Clem
llanwydd: now before I go, everybody check out your dvd copy of duck soup for that firesign reference
H. Stones: is a plumet a small plume, i need to know ?
Principalpoop: the bus snuck everybody away
Dexter Fong: Well got an early morning so will say good night
llanwydd: it's an interesting bit of trivia to add to your firesign knowledge
Principalpoop: i like plums, on my thumb
Dexter Fong: see yah next place
Principalpoop: fong too, have a super week
H. Stones: same from here Fong
Principalpoop: holy april already batman
llanwydd: me too. goodnight all.
Principalpoop: good luck llan
Principalpoop: night all
H. Stones: that leaves only you and I PP
Principalpoop: kiss me you fool
Principalpoop: wait, no tongue
H. Stones: you are so impetuous Poop
Principalpoop: caprice, like the car
H. Stones: more probably caprice like the goat
Principalpoop: how much does a goat cacost?
H. Stones: expensive to buy but cheap to run, just like Nixon
Principalpoop: do you keep originals and then make cleaned and filtered recordings too?
Principalpoop: margaret thatchers husband was like that
H. Stones: only classic PP
Principalpoop: ok
Principalpoop: i don't trust those programs to only remove unwanted noise
H. Stones: Anyway M'Lord Poop, i fear i must away till next time
Principalpoop: no, you are my lord
H. Stones: i do about seven runs for each track, each time removing specific issues
Principalpoop: but ok, have fun and see you soon
Principalpoop: ahh you do
Principalpoop: but you keep an original somewhere, right?
H. Stones: take care PP, have a good week and see you online
Principalpoop: ciaoo
H. Stones: yes
Principalpoop: cool :D
H. Stones: yes, original tapes or vinyl are retained
||||||||| "Hey Principalpoop!" ... Principalpoop turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:09 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
H. Stones: Good night Room
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. Stones - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and überRegenbogen disembarks at 11:34 PM.
||||||||| It's 11:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| überRegenbogen - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
Ben Bland
Bubba's Brain
Dexter Fong
H. Stones
ohh alexa 18
timothy leary and liddy
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